Disappointment and Heartache

Nova’s POV

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to ALdo last night. I am terrified that as soon as he gets wind of what’s between my legs it’ll be over for us, but my heart hurts at the idea of that happening. ALdo had taken my tears as appreciative of his gesture and they were, but what choked me up the most was my own guilt. I have to tell him that I have a dick. I steel myself to tell him tonight, after his gig, maybe before we get to mariposa or while we are there. That way I am surrounded by other queers and should feel safe, just in case he reacts as poorly as my worst fears. This is why it is dangerous to date anyone when you are nonbinary, you never know what their reaction to your sexual anatomy will be.

My classes have been dragging by, maybe it’s the anticipation over tonight. I am in Civics and we just had lunch. Jace is sitting next to me and has asked me, yet again if I am feeling okay. He said I seem queasy and was worried that I barely ate lunch. He offer